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Finally on my way to yes
I bump into
all the places
where I said no
to my life
all the untended wounds
the red and purple scars
those hieroglyphs of pain
carved into my skin, my bones,
those coded messages
that send me down
the wrong street
again and again
where I find them
the old wounds
the old misdirections
and I lift them
one by one
close to my heart
and I say holy
holy.

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What we hunger for perhaps more than anything else is to be known in our full humanness, and yet that is often just what we also fear more than anything else. It is important to tell at least from time to time the secret of who we truly and fully are … because otherwise we run the risk of losing track of who we truly and fully are and little by little come to accept instead the highly edited version which we put forth in hope that the world will find it more acceptable than the real thing. It is important to tell our secrets too because it makes it easier … for other people to tell us a secret or two of their own …

heartsofclearestglass:

How do you tell someone you can see their soul
When conversation is stuck on shallow,
And after skimming the surface for so long
Sounds at depth would just ring hollow?

How do you tell someone you can see their soul,
That you can hear their thoughts before they’re filtered,
That it’s the bits left unsaid which are all truth and beauty,
Not the fragments spoken broken and stilted?

How do you tell someone you can see their soul,
That you can see each hole, each scar, each flaw,
But also the light that is all that they are
And that you love every layer to the core?